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St. Patrick’s Day 17th March 2013 ” Irish quotes from scholars and Irish writers “
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QUOTATIONS & LITERARY EXTRACTS
Here you find some of the most famous quotes by the most famous Irish Writers,Irish Politicians & Scholars. Ireland has been noted over the centuries for its brilliant writers & literary scholars..enjoy their wit!
Ireland is where strange tales begin & happy endings are possible.
Charles Haughey
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I have the simplest tastes. I am always satisfied with the best.
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I can resist everything but temptation.
Oscar Wilde
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The big difference between sex for money and sex for free is that sex for money usually costs a lot less.
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I am a drinker with writing problems.
Brendan Behan
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Other people have a nationality. The Irish and the Jews have a psychosis.
Brendan Behan
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Mistakes are the portals of discovery.
James Joyce
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Christopher Columbus, as everyone knows, is honored by posterity because he was the last to discover America.
James Joyce
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Irresponsibility is part of the pleasure of all art; it is the part the schools cannot recognize.
James Joyce
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The worst thing about some men is that when they are not drunk they are sober.
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A nation reveals itself not only by the men it produces but also by the men it honors, the men it remembers.”
John F. Kennedy
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I think the Irish woman was freed from slavery by bingo….
They can go out now, dressed up, with their handbags and have a drink and play bingo. And they deserve it.”
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Our greatest glory is not in never falling, but in rising every time we fall.
Oliver Goldsmith
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Life is no brief candle to me. It is a sort of splendid torch
which I have got a hold of for the moment, and I want to make it burn as brightly as possible before handing it on to future generations.
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When I die I want to decompose in a barrel of porter and have it served in all the pubs in Ireland.
J. P. Dunleavy
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I’m troubled, I’m dissatisfied. I’m Irish!
Marianne Moore
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No human being believes that any other human being has a right to be in bed when he himself is up.
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Praise, like gold and diamonds, owes its value only to its scarcity. Samuel Butler
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The Irish are a fair people; they never speak well of one another. Samuel Johnson
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Every man of genius is considerably helped by being dead.
Robert Lynd
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All I ever seemed to get was the kind of girl who had a special dispensation from Rome to wear the thickest part of her legs below the knee.
Hugh Leonard
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There is an Irish way of paying compliments as though they were irresistible truths which makes what would otherwise be an impertinence delightful.
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A lament in one ear, maybe, but always a song in the other.
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One wonders in this place, why anyone is left in Dublin, or London, or Paris where it would be better, one would think to live in a tent or hut, with this magnificent sea and sky, and to breathe this wonderful air which is like wine in one’s teeth.
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May the road rise up to meet you.
May the wind always be at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face,
and rains fall soft upon your fields.
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of His hand.
An old Irish proverb
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May those who love us, love us.
For those who don’t love us, May God turn their hearts.
And if God can’t turn their hearts, May he turn their ankles so we’ll know them by their limping!
An old Irish proverb
Just A Small Piece About Oscar Wilde
Tribute to Oscar Wilde
Irish writer and poet Oscar Wilde Sadly died destitute in Paris at the age of forty-six on 30th November 1900. Born 16 October 1854. He became one of London’s most popular playwrights in the early 1890s. Today he is remembered for his epigrams and plays, and the circumstances of his imprisonment which was followed by his early death.
Wilde’s parents were successful Dublin intellectuals. Their son became fluent in French and German early in life. At university Wilde read Greats; he proved himself to be an outstanding classicist, first at Dublin, then at Oxford. He became known for his involvement in the rising philosophy of aestheticism, led by two of his tutors, Walter Pater and John Ruskin. After university, Wilde moved to London into fashionable cultural and social circles. As a spokesman for aestheticism, he tried his hand at various literary activities: he published a book of poems, lectured in the United States and Canada on the new “English Renaissance in Art”, and then returned to London where he worked prolifically as a journalist. Known for his biting wit, flamboyant dress, and glittering conversation, Wilde had become one of the most well-known personalities of his day.
At the turn of the 1890s, he refined his ideas about the supremacy of art in a series of dialogues and essays, and incorporated themes of decadence, duplicity, and beauty into his only novel, The Picture of Dorian Gray(1890). The opportunity to construct aesthetic details precisely, and combine them with larger social themes, drew Wilde to write drama. He wrote Salome (1891) in French in Paris but it was refused a licence. Unperturbed, Wilde produced four society comedies in the early 1890s, which made him one of the most successful playwrights of late Victorian London.
At the height of his fame and success, while his masterpiece, The Importance of Being Earnest (1895), was still on stage in London, Wilde had the Marquess of Queensberry, the father of his lover, Lord Alfred Douglas, prosecuted for libel, a charge carrying a penalty of up to two years in prison. The trial unearthed evidence that caused Wilde to drop his charges and led to his own arrest and trial for gross indecency with other men. After two more trials he was convicted and imprisoned for two years’ hard labour. In prison he wrote De Profundis (written in 1897 and published in 1905), a long letter which discusses his spiritual journey through his trials, forming a dark counterpoint to his earlier philosophy of pleasure. Upon his release he left immediately for France, never to return to Ireland or Britain. There he wrote his last work, The Ballad of Reading Gaol (1898), a long poem commemorating the harsh rhythms of prison life.
